Even Yu Xiaogang, who always prided himself on his superior wisdom, could not accept this fact at this moment.
He leaned on his severed arm, his face pale, and spoke to Tang Qing.
"Your Highness, even if you wield immense power, if you want to possess Xiao Wu, please find a more plausible excuse!"
"Xiao Wu has been with us day and night, and she doesn't have the slightest aura of a soul beast on her. How could she possibly be a 100,000-year-old soul beast?!"
Yu Xiaogang's words seemed to give the Shrek Academy members a glimmer of hope, and they all turned their gazes to Tang Qing, hoping to see a hint of wavering on his face.
However, they were disappointed.
Tang Qing didn't even glance at Yu Xiaogang.
The only response he received was Zhu Zhuqing's cold, disdainful voice.
"ridiculous."
Zhu Zhuqing took a step forward, her gaze sweeping over Yu Xiaogang, Ma Hongjun, and the others, as if she were looking at a group of ants on the ground.
"Who is Xiao Wu? Does she even deserve to be plotted against by the prince using such methods?"
"Looking across the entire continent, the number of exceptionally talented women who want to become a prince's woman could stretch from Tiandou City to Xingluo City."
Would the prince take a liking to her?
"You all overestimate yourselves."
These words were like resounding slaps to the faces of every Shrek student, leaving them filled with shame and indignation, yet unable to refute them.
Yes, given the Blue Silver King's status and power, does he need to resort to this method?
Tang Qing's gaze remained fixed on Xiao Wu the entire time.
Xiao Wu trembled even more violently under his gaze.
She gripped the hem of her pink skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her face deathly pale.
She never expected it, she really never expected it.
She had hidden her identity so well, yet this man saw right through her at a glance!
She hid behind Tang San in fear, only daring to show her terrified eyes.
Tang San felt his lover trembling behind him, and his heart ached as if it were being torn apart.
But he had lived two lives, and his temperament was far beyond that of ordinary people.
After the initial shock and panic, a resolute will quickly took hold of his heart.
He took a deep breath, forcibly steadied himself, and stepped forward to protect Xiao Wu more completely behind him.
He raised his head, looked directly at the towering figure, and spoke with neither arrogance nor servility.
"Your Highness, the Blue Silver King, you are joking."
"Xiao Wu is my lover, my life partner. She is a living, breathing person. How could she be a soul beast?"
His voice wasn't loud, but every word was full of power.
Upon hearing this, Tang Qing's lips twitched slightly, but it wasn't a smile; it was merely an expression of indifference.
"Tang San".
He spoke calmly.
"It seems your father never taught you what manners are."
"Since he didn't teach you, then today, I'll teach you."
"When you see me, you must bow your head and speak."
The moment the words fell.
An indescribable, terrifying pressure, like a celestial river overflowing its banks, suddenly erupted from Tang Qing's body!
boom--!
That wasn't soul power, nor was it killing intent; it was an absolute crushing force originating from the level of life itself!
The pressure of a level 97 peerless Douluo was poured down on Tang San without reservation!
"Ugh..."
Tang San let out a painful groan, feeling as if he had been struck head-on by an invisible, ancient divine mountain.
All the bones in his body were groaning in agony from the unbearable strain, his muscle fibers were tearing apart inch by inch, and the soul power in his meridians was instantly suppressed to the point of immobility.
He was covered in sweat, which cascaded down his forehead like a waterfall.
His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw was clenched so tightly that his lips were bleeding, and the veins on his neck and arms bulged out like grotesque dragons.
He wanted to resist.
He wanted to stand tall.
He wanted to protect the woman he loved.
But... I can't do it!
"So...so strong...oppressive force..."
Tang San's consciousness began to blur, and he felt as if his soul was about to be crushed by this power.
Faced with this overwhelming pressure, his proud Tang Sect martial arts, his twin martial souls, and all his trump cards became a joke.
Thump!
A dull, loud bang.
Tang San's knees could no longer support him, and he slammed heavily onto the hard ground.
Gravel flew everywhere, and dust billowed.
Ultimately, under this unparalleled pressure, he knelt down decisively.
The ruins were deathly silent.
Tang San knelt there in humiliation, the pebbles beneath his knees piercing his flesh, but he felt no pain.
All senses were stripped away by that sacred mountain that suppressed the soul, leaving only endless shame and resentment.
Looking at that face contorted with humiliation and pain, Tang Qing's lips finally curled into a smile.
"That's right."
"If you don't have the ability, don't try to stand out."
Tang Qing's mind was clear.
Tang San gritted his teeth, and a trickle of blood slowly slid down the corner of his mouth, dripping into the dust.
He used all his strength.
"Blue Silver King..."
"Even if you possess extraordinary strength, you cannot be so domineering and so... unreasonable!"
Upon hearing this, Tang Qing's smile deepened.
He shook his head slightly, as if he had heard the funniest joke.
"Tang San, you really are... hypocritical."
He took a step, slowly pacing, the hem of his dark royal robe trailing an elegant arc on the ground. Every step seemed to tread on the hearts of the Shrek members.
"What just happened is still fresh in my mind."
Tang Qing stopped in his tracks, his gaze sweeping over Ma Hongjun, who was sprawled on the ground, before returning to Tang San.
"When your good brother, Ma Hongjun, tried to abduct women and assault them in the street, why didn't you say this?"
"Didn't you also use your own strength to oppress that unarmed girl and General Lingling who came to demand justice?"
"Aren't you still standing on the moral high ground, righteously telling everyone—"
Tang Qing paused, deliberately mimicking Tang San's tone at the time, with a nauseating sense of holiness.
"What others may have lost is only their innocence. But your brother may have lost his life."
"If you can do it, why can't others?"
"How ridiculous."
Tang Qing's voice wasn't loud, but every word was piercing, like a heavy hammer striking Tang San's dignity.
This Tang San is just like his father Tang Hao—hypocritical, hypocritical, and despicable.
Ning Rongrong stood quietly behind Tang Qing.
Upon hearing these words, she straightened her slender waist.
She watched Tang San's retreating figure, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes, but more than anything, it was one of approval.
What the prince said is absolutely right.
She recalled the scenes from her past when she hunted for spirit rings in the Star Dou Great Forest.
In order to find the most suitable spirit ring, Tang San could slaughter a whole group of spirit beasts without hesitation.
But when it came to acquiring his own soul ring, he put on a compassionate face and told himself not to be so cruel.
How hypocritical!
You can read 40+ advanced chapters right now on PA TREON.
Don't wait for daily updates
Support and unlock: [ patreon.com/FicHub ]
(End of chapter)